Date #3, the Sequel
So you know those quaint little swan boats that grace the likes of Penn’s Landing (and seemingly romantic locales worldwide)? In theory, they’re great. You stroll…
Friday the 13th
It’s Friday the 13th and I’m meeting Date #3 for a second date in just a few hours. This does not bode well. At two days…
Date #4
“Is this normal?” my mother asks as I prep for my fourth first date in as many days. She has a right to be concerned; I’m…
Date #3
When Date #3 suggests we meet at the Philadelphia Museum of Art, I have a minor conniption. I love the Philadelphia Museum of Art, and I…
Date #1
So I’m standing at the bus stop, seven minutes ahead of schedule when the #57 pulls up. But there’s something strange about this particular #57. In…
The Art of Dating
I had forgotten how much work goes into dating. And it’s all related to hair: combing, trimming, scrunching, tweezing, plucking and so on and so forth. …
Monday Morning
“Go to Walmart!” she concludes, which is exactly what I was going to say. We always send our problem customers to Walmart.
Kat Echevarría Richter 